Dressed as the mortal enemy of the sick and charming male protagonist

The nineteenth floor of the Vincennes Hotel.

Room 6630 was dimly lit, except for a few small lamps on the edge of the roof.

The door of the room was kicked open suddenly, a thin man helped another drunk man staggered into the door, and then kicked the door shut.

The man has a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and he is full of elegance.

He put the other man on the big bed, and stood by the bed and looked at him silently.

The man seemed to be half asleep, opened his eyes and saw the person beside the bed, and stretched out his hand very naturally.

hold his.

The standing man shook off his hand, with anger in his eyes, "What do you mean? Eating from the bowl and looking at the pot?"

The man's hand was suddenly opened, and his consciousness became clearer. He squinted at him, "What are you thinking?"

"What am I thinking? It should be what you are thinking. Don't think I don't know what you think about that bodyguard!"

The more the gentle man spoke, the angrier he became, and the gentle expression he usually kept on his face had long since disappeared without a trace.

"Ming Wei, stop thinking about it, I just want to control Qi Song, nothing else, that bodyguard... is even more impossible."

The man stretched out his hand to hold his hand again, coaxing him gently, his eyes were sincere, he didn't seem to be lying at all.

"Jiang Zheyuan, I don't know what kind of virtue you have. You see something wrong with his eyes." Ren Mingwei didn't shake off his hand this time, but his tone was still tough.

"Why are you as suspicious as a woman? Don't you know? I'm the only one from the beginning to the end. There is no one else."

"Then why did you treat me like that and call that Qi Song to squeeze me away." Hearing what he said, Ren Mingwei's tone slowed down a little.

"I simply wanted to poach him. After all, half of the Shen Group was brought down by him. It would be a pity if this kind of talent was lost. He can only make money for us after he comes here. Just feel wronged for a while. I'm just using them, and when I'm done using them, I'll kick them away, don't think too much about them."

Jiang Zheyuan's voice was extremely gentle, he took Ren Mingwei's hand and played with his knuckles, and pulled him onto the bed unexpectedly.

Hugging his body tightly from behind, sticking to his ears, hot breath rushed from his ears quickly, "Mingwei, you doubt me so much, it really breaks my heart, I still love you Do not you know?"

Ren Mingwei's breath was burning slightly, and the anger he had accumulated just now gradually dissipated, and he said in an aggrieved tone: "I...it's because your actions are too easy to be misunderstood, and you suddenly demoted me, you don't know what everyone thinks of me of."

"Then what are you doing in the eyes of unexpected people, you and I are not enough." Without waiting for his reply, he stretched out his arms and put his arms around his body.

"Zheyuan, don't lie to me." The man gradually compromised, but there was no reply.

The silent night was covered by a burst of noisy voices, clothes were scattered beside the bed, and the dim light added an ambiguous atmosphere to the room.

Looking at the other side, Shen Ci helped the half-drunk and half-awake Qi Song into the car.

He knew that Qi Song drank a lot, so he put him in the back seat and leaned against the back of the chair, and then drove in front.

It was already midnight at this moment, and the sporadic street lamps scattered on the ground became more and more dim, and there was light rain in the sky from time to time, making it chilly.

Shen Ci moved as fast as possible, drove the car up, and watched the people in the back seat through the rear mirror from time to time.

The smell of alcohol pervaded the carriage, and Shen Ci's forehead was tingling and uncomfortable.

The speed of the car is neither fast nor slow, for fear that the people behind will feel uncomfortable if you drive too fast. The rain is getting heavier and heavier, there is a "tick-tick" sound from the glass window, and the wipers are brushing back and forth. Everything seems to be peaceful.

However, the road he usually took was suddenly blocked due to road construction, so he had to find another shortcut, just wanting to send him back quickly.

Although this road is close, the road condition is not good. There are many puddles on the muddy path, and it bumped several times while walking. Shen Ci slowed down the speed a little more, but suddenly, the tires "boomed" Slid into the pit with a bang.